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And many worthy and chaste dames, even thus
               All guiltless, meet reproach. What ho, my lord,
               My lord, I say! Othello!...


                                                       Enter Cassio.



                               How now, Cassio?



              CASSIO

               What’s the matter?


              IAGO

               My lord is fall’n into an epilepsy, [50]
               This is his second fit, he had one yesterday.



              CASSIO
               Rub him about the temples.



              IAGO
                               No, forbear,
               The lethargy must have his quiet course,

               If not, he foams at mouth, and by and by
               Breaks out to savage madness: look, he stirs: [55]
               Do you withdraw yourself a little while,
               He will recover straight; when he is gone,

               I would on great occasion speak with you.
                                                                                                   Exit Cassio.
               How is it, general? have you not hurt your head?



              OTHELLO
               Dost thou mock me?



              IAGO
                               I mock you? no, by heaven. [60]

               Would you would bear your fortunes like a man!


              OTHELLO
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